A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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To me, you're like an angel, sent by God above,

To cleanse my soul of sadness and fill it

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Life's brevity, so bittersweet,

depends upon just one heartbeat.

Brief as dusk an

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Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.

Some make us smile, some make us weep.

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We all have many types of friends,
And in our life they come and go.
But if we can understand

tears hanging under my eyelashes

im watcing ur way in the path of clowds

my tears doesn't come down untill u come

TERE BIN AB CHUP CHUP REHNA

Bin tere ab chup chup rehna acha lagta hai,

Khamosh reh ke is dard ko sehna acha lagta ha

MUJHE NAHI PATA

Mujhe Nahi Pata Ki Main Uski
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